The girls had been looking forward to this for weeks and they certainly weren't going to skip a single detail of a classic Bachelorette party. They all had sashes reading 'Bridesmaid' whilst Mary Margaret had 'Maid of Honour' on hers. Emma had been given a pink, fluffy tiara and a sash which lit up and read 'Bride'. The girls consisted of M&M, Ruby, Belle, and Regina and of course Emma but they were meeting a lot more people at the bar. They drank champagne, sang along to songs and had a great laugh and that was just the ride there. The limo came to a stop and the driver opened the door for them. Emma got out last and was taken aback by the amount of her friends who had actually turned up. They were all stood in a line outside the bar and a bouncer waited by a cliché red rope at the entrance. She walked to the head of the line.
"Emma Swan's bachelorette, I believe my friend emailed you guys a list of names and photos?" Her bounty hunter instincts had kicked in on the whole 'no randomers' thing.
"Yes, Ma'am, I assure you nobody will get in to your party who is not on this list."
"Thank-you, I appreciate it." She slipped him a twenty as she began ascending the stairs with the girls trailing behind her one at a time as the bouncer compared each of them to their photo.
The bar was amazing. They had decorated the room with balloons and lights and a massive banner that read 'Bon Voyage' with 'Independence' added on the end in permanent marker. Just then, she noticed someone moving behind the bar in a black and white suit. They had their own bartender, this place really knew how to throw a party.
"Hi!" She walked towards the bar and smiled when he turned. He couldn't have been more than twenty one and had one of those 'I'm so innocent' faces. He turned to face her and dropped the cocktail shaker he was currently holding, spilling the drink all over his shoes and the floor. She giggled a little when he rose from picking up the shaker and his cheeks were bright red.
"I'm so sorry." He whispered.
"No, no, it's fine. Seriously don't worry. I was a tender at the pub down the road until I was 23 and trust me I dropped enough shakers and glasses to build a glass house." He laughed and she smiled.
"Thanks, it's my first big party and I wasn't expecting someone so beautiful to be here." He blushed again and so did she.
"You're sweet, in fact if I wasn't here on my bachelorette then I would probably be asking for your life story by now." She joked. He laughed again and his shoulders seemed to relax.
"So, what can I get you?" He was much calmer now.
"I'll take a tray of Jelly Shots to start and we'll go from there."
"No problem. I'll bring them over in a sec." he looked a little nervous again but probably just because it was his first job.
"Thanks." She started to walk towards the tables where the rest of her party were waiting. "Oh hey! What's your name?" She asked turning and walking backwards so she could face him.
"It's Eric!" He called.
"Eric?" A voice came from behind her, she spun around just in time to see Ariel storming towards the bar. She did a full turn and in her heels that wasn't exactly easy. Everyone had turned to face the same way as Emma and the room was silent except for Ariel screaming something about cheating and another woman and then her hand made contact with his cheek and left a bright red mark.
Oh well, what would a bachelorette be without some drama?